Luyện nghe bài hát Live From H8erville

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I you do that shit on-
That's the same you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin...."

1:

JTR and Dr. proudly introduce you
A new dude a new style
That you're not used to

try to
Dicect me like I worship
Cuz I go by aliases
Just to you
But still to the nerve
To think I'm a fool to.

Niggaz that they know me
Cuz deep down I'm a cool

When I see 'em in the
I at niggaz like "Who's you?"

It's not that I'm
It's just the shit I've been through

That happens when a motherfucker to kill you
Fuck how you try to be
That shit an ill you
That to walk up and down the street and kill dudes
Even
When it seems like nobody you

I was
If something for you
it's against you

If niggaz watched your move
Then you'll be pissed to

You haters luck I JUST carry carry a pistol
Instead of gotten Bin Laden
Strapped bombs and missles...

(Hook)

Live Haterville
These made a deal
To have a nigga
Or take a mil
But I'mma it real
And you how I feel
If you run up in my
Kill you and the you feel
(Live Haterville!)
Live from
These haters a deal
To a nigga killed
Or a niggaz mil
But I'mma it real
And you how I feel
If you run up in my
Kill you and the hate you
(Live Haterville!)

(Verse 2)

a ride to
Where I
On the East
a cold world
Cover up with the hide

Motherfuckas to rob me
But if you got

night
I dream
To burn the up

a fuck less
If
If I get up
motherfucker step up
The next one getting up

And I give a fuck what none of you think
with me and mines
I'll pop you till your is extinct

Find all that in your grave
Find your ass lying flat off top a fade

I up my mind
To
Be of the times
Listen
You can hear the world end in my

And know I do music
And they think amusing
I too
Cuz you thought it would be me you'd be
To up

If you run up
Blow your out your stomach
Got
Searching for the
Like some fucking groupie
(Live Haterville!!!)

(Hook)

Da Reefer:

I don't realy think understand
What I by Haterville
You see
Every city in every and every little town
Has a little bit of in it.

game!

(Verse 3)

My crime is my
Developed a thirst for
Living, sinning with no
In me no repentence

I come from the of lynching
with no Christians
The over-sentence
Requires me to spit pimpin'

a felon's required
To school in Memphis

I'm in to pimp the system that under-estimates
My

riches
Money over

The law
They be the
The streets be the snitches

My
To these chips
And poof three wishes

Simple as this is they still me vicious
Cuz I don't ignore the

I split
And
All you player sicker
Than

Infamous like
No
I hoes
Niggaz hate and stare like
like me don't care though

I've got a of those

That the world can
Nina quicker than Peter and not to bust

(Hook)

It's exciting, you know, in show business.
exciting.
I like going home so I can when I go home.
But brothers break my face.

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I you do that shit on-
That's the shit you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin....

Let me a dollar!"